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She Probably want money
All commas
Solution please (Swerve)
No problems
Playboy steez
All hoppers
The drip the bling
No faucet
A woman's best friend
On paper
Cheque box stack
The rebaiter
If intentions shine like diamonds
Consider thyself
Aquainter
She moves in klinks
Every bondage is
A gem strung
Jewelry
She moves with me
If my pockets
Say stacks son
Mulla Ching
Are we still hanging
Only if that gold is
Then baby are we still standing
Only if your wealth is
Then your health is
No my health is
Then after your health is
Then you proceed to come after
Then I can state
It's you and I
And you stand forth
As a man of course
We can link as a
Standing source
The code is the paper
That holds our
Relationship as a tab
Of sorts
That's a utopic board
What a fugaze
Sentiment
In your dreams I meet
What a blank template
In real life I see
So there
The zone
Nice to meet you
My friend
I'd rather stand alone
Than let you sit with my hand
So there
The zone
Nice to meet you
My friend
I'd rather stand alone
Than let you sit with my hand
WRITERS
Koketso Motshologane
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